On that night when the blood moon hung in the sky, Su Wan penetrated Qin Xuan's throat with the silver blade for the seventh time.
The entanglement between the conquered princess of the previous dynasty and the emperor of the new dynasty began three years ago. She knelt before His Highness Jin Luan and watched the man in black robes on the dragon throne marking his death sentence with a cinnabar pen. She suddenly discovered that the scar on the man's eyebrow was exactly the same as the little beggar who saved her when she was twelve years old in her memory.
This is where reincarnation begins. Every time he dies, time goes back to the night when they first met. When Su Wan was reborn for the seventh time, he finally understood: This body contains secrets that can subvert the government and the opposition, and Qin Xuan is always waiting for her to speak.
"What exactly do you want? She pinched the other person's wrist, but was pressed back against the dragon-marked pillar in the next second. Qin Xuan's fingertips brushed the broken hair beside her ears, and his breath with ambergris burned the side of her neck: "I want you to put the jade seal into my palm with your own hands, and then say it yourself..." The last sound dissipated in the turbulent palace curtains, and Su Wan touched the medicine bottle hidden inside the other party's belt - it was the Wangchuan Powder that could make her forget all reincarnations.
Intention: Redemption of love and hate under the scheme of reincarnation.